Just Like Edgar Allen Poe's Blues I found my heart wandering the streets of Baltimore, penniless, raving unintelligibly, dressed in someone else’s clothes. It was coming from a funeral, or going to one, and when I failed to ask whose, it was gone. But, all these years later, mere acquaintances continue to receive letters begging … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 3
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The VGP Flashback #2
Vulnerable The heart is an organ of fire. --Herodotus Layers of defenses peel away, rice paper shredded beneath heat metal hands, lightening glass sparks. You unearth the hollow beneath my heart, once constricted. Make it blossom full-petaled... A flower fed on tears flames to life, too intense for restraint. The edge of your fingers fillet … Continue reading The VGP Flashback #2
Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 2
David The first time I met David, he bit me. I am standing outside the hospital, the old gates to the hospital, Victorian arches, that are lonely left, un-instituted, and substituted by modern housing, housing us, separately, Barrat-barracked solitude. David is with me, he stands near me, still nervous after twenty years away. Today is … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 2
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